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Vado lyrics

Hot Nigga

(Intro)
We the, we the, slum!
Rec Balls, waddup
SIT, 10 MG, my slums like

(Freestyle)
Huh, yeah I always been a block nigga
On the mailbox with my block niggas
Know we on them bikes, doin' blocks, nigga
Three dice on the ground, whachya got, nigga?
And leave me quick to tell me V you got niggas
And stay about them banks, you too hot nigga
Crubs said you gettin' busy with them pacs nigga
A hunnit comin' back twenty, gettin' shot, nigga
City a hella wrong, we sell it all
Pull up the ? and ?
Shawty a hella whore, you betta off
And when she mollied up, betcha she'll tell it all
When it's feasting, cram-house and the meetings
Bank account full, I'm good, I'll finish eatin'
Sell bull for the week-end, Range go when I'm jeepin'
High profiles, they sendin' us to the peak and
But we gon' still move the butter, tho
Free gutter, yo
I push the button like fuck it tho
Just fortune bitch for bout a hunnid pro
Takin' pictures, champagne, shame cream
Fake bitches, let em play on the big screen
Shit mean, was nothin' sweet at 16
I'm from Harlem, seen fiends like Mitch Green
Joe Hammond, heroin, dope handed
Cold bliz for lunch, breakfast, pan pending
Cold grizz was us, next? We check scamden
Broke man? We yuck, necklace, band dancing
Necklace been dancing, man

(Interlude)

(Verse 2)
I been hot, fuckin' thots, that's word to my motha
I had a bruh that only let me hid under covers
I got with her when I was frontin' weed for her brother
The otha niggas heard so she gave me head to Danny Glover
Check the stats, my team up, they thought a field was coachin'
Fuck with me and get shot like Ray was open
Cats rats gettin' raided like I plan Oakland
Dotent, why ya fuck around and catch the mayor token
I just wanna be heard and I don't need a Grammy
Fuck with slimmeys, you gon see goofy hella slammies(?)
I got luv for Harlem, shot devour Richie Portland
So let em shine and 50 muslims come and cross the water
Leather gloves on the mouths of your harness daughters
Yo voice in the joe judgin', but that's total slaughter
I'm from DayZ so that beef get put on the burners
It's off with yo cap for the drop like you're Bobby Shmurda